Chapter 8 The Power of Continuous Fireball(2/2)
Not long after, the narrow alley entrance, accompanied by a deep roar, and on the top of the high eaves, a huge silver wolf cried between the sky and the earth. It jumped off the top of the eaves and rushed towards the alley.
"It's really troublesome. Fire and thunder conflict. I don't know if it can solve the problem of system opposition."
Mo Bei was walking on the street. Maybe it was too late, and a broom was following him on his head, but no one could see it.
"I have to work overtime tonight and read the books in the Austin Magic Academy library as soon as possible. If I have not found a solution, I can only ask for help from the Magic Guild. I believe that such a large guild will not be worse than the Austin Magic Academy. If it doesn't work, I can only find a way to join the Magic Church. From my memory, it is the existence that the fool has always yearned for. It is said that there are angels there, which should be the holiest place in the magic world."
Mo Bei became more and more irritable when he thought about it. The conflict between fire and thunder was recorded in ancient history for many years, but he had this disease.
"Grandma, I've already died once, and it's nothing to be scary to die again."
Mo Bei rekindled his confidence, walked resolutely, and his mood improved a little.
"Click"
As Mo Bei walked step by step, he seemed to hear some strange noises in his ears.
"Click"
As soon as Mo Bei stopped, the sound behind him also stopped suddenly.
"Something is approaching me."
Mo Bei looked nervous and looked around, but he didn't see anyone following him.
He took a few more steps, staring at the corner of the wall, walked quickly, and turned around, and pointed his magic wand at the magic broom.
The magic broom imitated Mo Bei's sound of walking. The root of the wood touched the ground, colliding with the rhythm of Mo Bei's walking.
"Wow"
Sure enough, the abnormal movement came again. Mo Bei shrank and lay in the corner of the wall. The sound was approaching step by step, and then a surprising scene appeared.
"Click"
A twelve and three-year-old beautiful little girl, wearing slippers barefoot, followed behind Mo Bei.
"Swish"
With four eyes looking at each other, Mo Bei looked surprised, and he couldn't believe that the person following him was such a young girl.
The little girl stared at her eyes like fear, her face was covered with tears, her thin body was shaking, and her face was haggard.
"Master Mo"
The little girl trembled and spoke, her voice was tender and low, as if she had experienced something bad.
This is so strange. Mo Bei looked at the sky. It was already dark. The night market in the magic world is not something that ordinary people dare to come out. There are many common fights and fights.
Chapter completed!